Savannah, my neighbors daughter

It started out with a kiss. How did it end up like this?

Is what I would say if this hadn’t been planned since before graduation. Savannah is my neighbors daughter, and has been over to my house many times over the years, though that declined sharply as she got older. With no kids of my own, she hardly had any reason to come over when she could be out with her friends.

About two months ago at Savannah’s eighteenth birthday party, that seemed like it was about to change. Somehow someway she’d snuck us away from the party, leading us to her bedroom. The sloppy sounds of our lips smacking while groping each other made the raven-haired white girl moan into my mouth as we locked the door behind us and hopped into her bed.

I could tell she had one of those ‘father figure’ crushes on me, like girls get for their teachers, but there was no way I was going to let her do anything even approaching sexual, not wanting to get a rap sheet and a sure fire beating from her father.

Our excursion didn’t last long, interrupted by hooting and hollering coming from downstairs. Someone decided to bring the party inside, and now everyone was doing shots in the kitchen. With Savannah’s bedroom right above it, it would be impossible to go any further without getting caught.

Holding me down against her bed, Savannah climbed up and seated her ass on my crotch, gently coaxing it back and forth as she leaned down to playfully kiss my neck. “After graduation. Your place. Save this for me.” Reaching between her legs she grabbed my hard cock with her right hand, giving it one tiny tug before getting off me. “Come on. Let’s see what stupid shit they’re doing now.”